Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, something is out of tune.
There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the yearβs course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word βhappyβ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.
If one does not understand a person, one tends to regard him as a fool.
The pendulum of the mind alternates between sense and nonsense, not between right and wrong.
A 'scream' is always just that - a noise and not music.
Neurosis is always a substitute for legitimate suffering.
